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.