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.