The roots around the sacred tree in the Well of Souls concentrated their light towards the moon's alien savior.

It was over. Jake Sully had passed through the eye of Eywa and returned. His journey was complete. He opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw out from the other side of existence was his beautiful Neytiri, the happiness he saw in her eyes was overwhelming. He barely had enough time to take in the glorious view before she threw herself at him, holding him tighter that she ever and before. It kind of hurt. She was sobbing and Jake could make out a few "Eywa has heard you"s.

The rest of the tribe erupted. Jake was on the verge of tears, he was surging with intense relief at the fact that he had done it. He was now one of the people. Hopefully this will be the last time I'll have to go through being born again, he thought.

Neytiri pulled her body away from him, but kept her face close, putting their foreheads together. They stood up to face their tribe together. Jake raised a fist in the air. The tribe started swarming around him. Someone touched his shoulder, and then someone touched their shoulder, until the tribe was all connected.

They were whole again.

The delicate light of dawn made its way across the landscape, and filled the Well with warmth.