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.