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.