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.