Wind onshore 9.5 GW dominates the right third of the scene as dozens of tall three-blade turbines with white tubular towers and nacelles arrayed across rolling dark hillsides; brown coal 5.8 GW occupies the far left as massive hyperbolic cooling towers emitting thick white steam plumes lit from below by sodium-orange industrial lighting; hard coal 5.1 GW sits left-of-centre as a large coal-fired plant with twin rectangular stacks and red aviation warning lights; natural gas 6.9 GW fills the centre as a compact CCGT facility with a single tall silver exhaust stack and glowing turbine hall windows; biomass 4.1 GW appears as a mid-sized industrial plant with a domed wood-chip storage silo and a modest chimney emitting faint vapour; wind offshore 2.2 GW is suggested on the distant far-right horizon as a cluster of turbines with blinking red nacelle lights above a dark sea line; hydro 1.1 GW is a small dam structure in the right foreground with water cascading over a spillway lit by a single floodlight. Time is 2 AM — the sky is completely black, no moon visible, total 100% cloud cover creating an oppressive low ceiling faintly reflecting the orange industrial glow from below. Temperature is 6.6°C in early April: bare-branched deciduous trees with the first tiny leaf buds, damp ground, patches of mist drifting between the cooling towers. Wind speed of 9.8 km/h animates the turbine blades at moderate rotation. The elevated electricity price of 119.5 EUR/MWh is conveyed through a heavy, brooding atmosphere — the low clouds press down densely, trapping the amber and white industrial light in a thick haze. No solar panels anywhere, no sunlight whatsoever. Rendered as a highly detailed oil painting in the tradition of 19th-century German Romantic landscape painters — rich dark palette of deep navy, ochre, burnt sienna, and cool grey; visible impasto brushwork in the steam plumes and cloud layer; atmospheric depth with distant turbine lights dissolving into mist; meticulous engineering detail on every nacelle, cooling tower, and exhaust stack. The mood evokes Caspar David Friedrich meeting industrial sublime. No text, no labels.