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.