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.