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.