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.