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.