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.