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.