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.