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.