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.