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.