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.