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.