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.