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SCIENCE.

Isn't it grand?

And I'm back to having two sets of dreams, one that I don't remember in the other. In one set we're in Camelot, but back in Storybrooke none of us remember what happened in Camelot. It's just like the year we lost in the Enchanted Forest, which we also couldn't remember once we were back in Storybrooke. I'm going to guess that this is once again some sort of magical amnesia.

My favorite part of these particular dreams was David teaching Regina how to dance for the ball that Arthur was throwing.