The House on the Borderland by William Hope Hodgson
"On each side, I looked, and saw more, continually. The mountains were full of strange things--Beast-gods, and Horrors, so atrocious and bestial that possibility and decency deny any further attempt to describe them. And I--I was filled with a terrible sense of overwhelming horror and fear and repugnance; yet, spite of these, I wondered exceedingly. Was there then, after all, something in the old heathen worship, something more than the mere deifying of men, animals and elements? The thought gripped me--was there?"
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