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.