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.