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.