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.