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.