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.