My Time at Portia review – live life in the most charming post-apocalypse

As my boat coasts towards the humble harbour of Portia I’m treated to a lovely view of the town and its surroundings. A cute farm sits in the middle of several green fields while a lush forest spreads out to the west. I can see a waterfall that cascades into a river, which flows through the hills and down into the ocean. The town of Portia is a little further inland, and I can just about see the red tiled roofs peeking over the town’s wall. The sea is calm and I follow its lead. But when I study the horizon again, I do a double take. As I drift closer and the clouds start to fade, I can see colossal metal monuments in the distance. They look old and abandoned, covered in green foliage and clear signs of wear. They tower over Portia, taller than the port’s lighthouse, higher than the highest mountain. There’s one that looks like a metallic arm poised right above the town - I’d be extremely worried about it falling if it wasn’t for the brown rust that has it stuck in place.

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