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.