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.