*Delirium smells of sweat, sour wines, late nights, old leather. Her realm is close, and can be visited; however, human minds were not meant to comprehend her domain, and those few who have made the journey could merely report the tiniest fragments. Some say Delirium's tragedy is her knowledge that, despite being older than suns, she is forever the youngest of The Endless, who do not measure time as we do. Delirium was once Delight, but that was long ago. *Source: Back of card
The back of the card also contains the cover of Sandman (Vol 2) #59.