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.