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.