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.