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.