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.