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.