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.