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.