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.