Percival Rex: Prologue
In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit.
The cruelest part of his imprisonment was that he was not restrained.
He could roam his own home freely, Grindelwald didn’t live there, and as such he could destroy it as his temper lashed out, as his desperation grew, and Grindelwald could come in, gleefully surveying the physical evidence of his prisoner’s frustration, the destruction wrought upon Percival Graves’ expensive flat and all the personal items therein.
Now I lay me down to sleep.