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.