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.