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.