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.