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.