Brown coal 6.7 GW dominates the left third of the scene as a cluster of four massive hyperbolic cooling towers with thick white-grey steam plumes rising into the night sky, lit from below by sodium-orange industrial floodlights; natural gas 4.2 GW occupies the centre-left as two compact CCGT units with tall single exhaust stacks emitting thin heat shimmer, their metallic housings reflecting warm artificial light; hard coal 3.6 GW appears centre-right as a large coal-fired power station with a single broad chimney and conveyor belt infrastructure, red warning lights blinking on its stack; biomass 4.1 GW sits in the mid-ground as a medium-scale plant with a rectangular boiler building and a wood-chip storage dome, glowing warmly through small windows; wind onshore 6.8 GW spans the right third as a line of seven three-blade turbines on lattice-free tubular towers receding into the distance, their red aviation lights blinking rhythmically in the darkness; wind offshore 0.8 GW is suggested as a faint cluster of blinking red dots on the far-right horizon over a barely visible dark sea; hydro 1.3 GW appears as a small concrete dam with spillway in the far mid-ground, floodlit in white. The sky is completely black to deep navy — it is 1 AM in May, no moon, zero cloud cover, countless stars visible above the industrial haze but the atmosphere feels heavy and oppressive reflecting the 125.5 EUR/MWh price. The landscape is a gently rolling central German terrain with fresh spring grass barely visible in the sodium light, trees showing new spring foliage, temperature around 9°C conveyed by a slight mist hugging the ground. No solar panels anywhere. Style: highly detailed oil painting in the tradition of 19th-century German Romantic landscape painters — rich, deep colour palette dominated by blacks, deep blues, and warm industrial oranges; visible confident brushwork; atmospheric depth achieved through layered haze and carefully rendered light fall-off; meticulous engineering detail on every turbine nacelle, cooling tower hyperbolic curve, and CCGT stack; the scene feels like a monumental nocturne of the industrial sublime. No text, no labels.