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.