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.