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.