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.