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.