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.