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.