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.