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.