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.