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.