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.