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.