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.