For the next hundred twenty years Glaucous traveled from city to city across the United Kingdom, and then the United States... working as a diversion in carnival pitches, card parlors, side shows... always seeking, keeping a low profile, and wherever he went, posting ads in newspapers, ads that never varied except for an address, or later, a phone number --- Always asking the same question:

Do you dream of a City at the end of Time?

Jack picked pages of newspaper from the curved hopper.

The pages were blank.