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.