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.