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.