Wind onshore 13.5 GW dominates the right half of the scene as dozens of tall three-blade turbines on lattice towers stretching across rolling central German farmland, rotors turning slowly; wind offshore 4.0 GW appears in the far background right as a cluster of turbines on a barely visible grey sea horizon. Brown coal 5.1 GW fills the left quarter as two massive hyperbolic cooling towers with thick white steam plumes rising into the heavy sky, accompanied by a lignite conveyor and squat boiler house with red aviation lights. Biomass 4.3 GW is rendered centre-left as a mid-sized industrial plant with a tall cylindrical stack and a wood-chip storage dome, warm amber light spilling from its windows. Natural gas 3.0 GW sits centre as a compact CCGT facility with a single tall exhaust stack emitting a thin heat shimmer, flanked by intake ducts. Hydro 1.3 GW appears as a small concrete dam and penstock in a wooded valley in the mid-ground left. Hard coal 0.7 GW is a single distant smokestack on the far left horizon with a faint red glow. Time is 05:00 in April: the sky is deep blue-grey pre-dawn, no direct sunlight, only the faintest pale luminescence along the eastern horizon. The overcast is total — a thick, low, oppressive blanket of stratus clouds pressing down, conveying the elevated electricity price. Temperature is 6 °C: early spring, bare branches on scattered birch and oak, last patches of frost on stubble fields, breath-visible air. No solar panels anywhere — the darkness and clouds make them irrelevant. Sodium-orange streetlights dot a small village in the middle distance. Style: highly detailed oil painting in the tradition of Caspar David Friedrich and Carl Blechen — rich, moody colour palette of slate blues, warm ambers, deep charcoal greys, visible confident brushwork, atmospheric depth with misty layers receding into the distance, meticulous engineering detail on every turbine nacelle, cooling tower ribbing, and industrial structure. The scene conveys the quiet industrial sublime of a nation's grid working through the last hour of night. No text, no labels.