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The Night Land.
Hodgson's prose in this book is the opposite of Burroughs, but it is not affected, it is faux 17th century which bothers a lot of people. But it's set a million years in the future long after the Sun died. Yea Gods! This was written before WW1! It covers reincarnation, telepathy, dimensional-gates and the most horrible monsters imaginable.
Seriously, if you like science-fiction and fantasy, and even if you don't, you need to read this (free) book.
Hodgson was killed leading a charge in WW1. Thank God he was so prolific before his early death. He said he saw the Night Land in no man's land between the trenches. His was born poor and drove his way forward through will and talent.
"And I cannot touch her face
And I cannot touch her hair,
And I kneel to empty shadows—
Just memories of her grace;
And her voice sings in the winds
And in the sobs of dawn
And among the flowers at night
And from the brooks at sunrise
And from the sea at sunset,
And I answer with vain callings …"
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