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.