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.