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.