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.