The Skyscraper That Moves        
                                          
 Tainaron  Is   A   Building  Owned   And 
  Operated By Amata texnologiyasi Placed  
 Closed  To  The Harbor  In  MalmÖ.  It'S 
 Roughly  Sixty Floors  High (Real Number 
    Unknown), Dark Blue And Completely    
    Rectangular. It Features No Signs,    
 Lights,  Or  Ornaments,  Apart   From  A 
 Helipad   On  Top.  Most   Floors   Have 
 Exterior Walls Completely Made Of Glass. 
                                          
 In  Late  Evenings, Shrouded By  Malmö'S 
 Signature  Fog Rolling  In From The Sea, 
 The  Building Comes To Life: It Moves On 
 A  Thousand  Robotic  Legs  To   Another 
 (Secret)  Part Of Town,  Or Perhaps  Out 
 To  Sea.  This Signals  A  New And  More 
      Viscious Phase Of The Tainaron      
                Ecosystem.                
                                          
 The  Guests Arriving  During  The  Early 
 Evening Are Treated  To  Food And Drink, 
 Live  Music,  Beatutiful  Views,  And  A 
    Comfortable But Maze-Like Interior    
    Structure (The Building Features A    
  Multitude Of Stairwells And Elevators,  
 Placed  Seemingly At Random,  None Going 
       Further Than A Few Floors).        
                                          
 As Time Goes  On, The Lights Slowly Dim, 
 Until The  Air Inside Has  Taken  On The 
 Same  Quality  As  The Surrounding Mist: 
 Blue-Gray, Sprinkled  With The Small Red 
 Dot'S  By Door Locks And Control Panels. 
 If You Would  Look  Through  The Windows 
 You Would See The  Mist Rolling By,  And 
 Perhaps  The  Outline  Of   Some   Other 
           Building, Far Below.           
                                          
 During  The  Night, After  Tainaron  Has 
 Started  Moving,  The  Lower Floors  Are 
 Shut Off,  Preventing  Entry Or Exit For 
 The Guests. Food  Is  No  Longer Served, 
 But  The Drinks Become More Extravagant. 
 It'S At This Point That The  Second  Set 
 Of  Guest   Arrives,  Via  Helicopter  - 
  Amata texnologiyasi And Their Friends.  
                                          
                                     
                                          
 In My  Dream I Am Invited As A Friend Of 
 One  Of The Servers,  And  Thus Safe. We 
 Sit   In  One  Of  The  Large   Windows, 
 Looking  Through  The   Mist   For   Any 
 Landmarks  To  Pierce  Through The Mist. 
 She Tells Me  That Apart From Coming And 
 Going  From Work,  She'S  Never Seen The 
 Building From The Outside. We Both Sigh. 
                                          
 The Next Day I Am  Invited To The Public 
      Demonstration Of The Exobubble.