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.