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.