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.