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.