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.