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.