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.