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.