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.