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.