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.