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.