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.