Word count: 17,760
Warnings: Fantasy violence, some gore
Summary: Ever since their mom was killed in a dragon attack on the city of Lawrence, Sam and Dean have earned their living as dragon hunters. It's a decent enough gig, until Sam fails to die after being doused with dragon fire and promptly starts acting strangely even by his standards. And Dean would like to help, but between the dragons apparently being very interested in Sam and Sam apparently being very not interested in Dean's help, he's not sure which problem to tackle first.
A/N: Written for the 2014 round of spn_reversebang. The title is from the absolutely gorgeous song Silver Islet by Poor Angus.
A massive thank you to my lovely artist soserendipity, who contended with a brutal lack of free time to create the art for this challenge. I think we were both perhaps too patient with each other, my dear, but it all worked out in the end! Her submission caught my imagination immediately, so much so that I forsook my familiar realm of J2 for opportunity to write for it. All of the art she has created is beautiful and unique, and I only hope that my SPN-fu is sufficient to do it some justice with the story. Go and see and leave her much love at her Art Post!
Thanks ever and always to dugindeep for cracking the whip and also helping with the problem-solving stages of this one.
And thanks to the mods for running this challenge and also for their patience with our scheduling mix up!