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.