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.