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.