You reach into your pocket and grasp a handful of interdimensional beach sand. You throw it at the guardian's all-seeing eyes.
"HDJDJD HEY OW OPE"
He dissolves.
You hear a sniffle beside you, and you look down to see a single tear trailing down Novembius's cheek.
"Why did no one think of that before?"
He pauses, and looks thoughtful.
"You can leave this place now. Just get those seeds out of that tiny bag and plant 'em. Then lay down and take a nap, and I'm sure you'll wake up where you belong. I'm pretty sure I can leave, too. This changes things. In fact, I think my journey is just beginning. Goodbye, friend."
Novembius shimmers, and fades into the night.
You stoop to press the seeds into the earth, and cover them with a layer of flat dirt. You get comfy among the soft, fragrant needles, and let the breeze carry you gently into sleep.