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.