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.