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.