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.