Central eléctrica

Deep in the Spanish woods, hidden alongside a narrow, babbling stream, stands an old and rusting hydroelectric power station. Nature has all but reclaimed the site: shrubs grow through shattered windows, moss covers the machinery, and the sound of flowing water is the only thing that still moves here.

The station appears to have been abandoned for decades. Rusted turbines sit motionless, their bolts slowly dissolving with time.