Brown coal 10.6 GW dominates the left third of the scene as a vast lignite power station with four massive hyperbolic cooling towers emitting thick white steam plumes into the black night sky, lit from below by orange sodium floodlights; natural gas 12.5 GW fills the centre-left as a large CCGT complex with tall slender exhaust stacks and glowing turbine halls, their warm industrial lights reflected on wet pavement; hard coal 6.4 GW appears centre-right as a smaller coal plant with a single large chimney and conveyor gantries under harsh halogen lighting; biomass 4.3 GW is rendered as a mid-sized wood-chip combustion facility with a modest stack and stacked fuel piles visible behind chain-link fencing, warmly lit; wind onshore 2.8 GW appears as a small cluster of three-blade turbines on a distant ridge to the far right, their red aviation warning lights blinking faintly against the darkness, rotors nearly still; wind offshore 0.8 GW is suggested by a barely visible row of tiny red lights along the far horizon line; hydro 1.4 GW is a small dam structure in the lower right with water flowing over a spillway, illuminated by a single floodlight. The sky is completely black — a moonless, cloudless April night at 21:00 — no twilight glow, no sky colour, pure deep-navy to black overhead with a few faint stars. The atmosphere feels heavy and oppressive, conveying the high electricity price: thick industrial haze hangs in the air, sodium-orange light pollution creates a sickly glow around each facility. Early spring vegetation — bare-branched trees just beginning to bud, pale grass — is barely visible in the artificial light at 7°C. The air is dead still, no motion in smoke or steam except slow vertical rise. Highly detailed oil painting in the tradition of 19th-century German Romantic landscape painters — rich chiaroscuro, visible impasto brushwork, atmospheric depth receding into industrial haze — with meticulous engineering accuracy on every turbine nacelle, cooling tower, conveyor belt, and exhaust stack. The composition evokes Caspar David Friedrich reimagined for the fossil-fuel age: sublime darkness punctuated by the fierce orange and white glow of thermal generation. No text, no labels.