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.