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.