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.