Thief of Time - Outside

There was bright blue light ahead and dark red light behind, and it amazed Susan how she could see both kinds without opening her eyes and turning her head. Eyes open or shut, she couldn't see herself. All that told her that she was something else besides mere point of view was a slight pressure on what she remembered as her fingers. And the sound of someone laughing, close to her.
A voice said, 'The sweeper said everyone has to find a teacher and then find their Way.'

'And?' said Susan.

'This is my Way. It's the way home.'

And then, with a noise that was unromantically very similar to the kind Jason would make by putting a wooden ruler on the edge of his desk and twanging it, the journey ended.

It might not even have begun. The glass clock was in front of her, full size, glittering. There was no blue glow inside. It was just a clock, entirely transparent, and ticking.

Susan looked down the length of her arm, and up his arm to Lobsang. He let go of her hand.

'We're here,' he said.

'With the clock?' said Susan. She could feel herself gasping to get her breath back.

'This is only a part of the clock,' said Lobsang. 'The other part.'

'The bit outside the universe?'

'Yes. The clock has many dimensions. Do not be afraid.'

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The Thief of Time - p324-325