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.