Earlier this year I wrote a
long, rambling essay on the subject of the average Creationborn's view of magic, and the primary thing to remember is that it is all about
perceptions. In many ways, although the means are certainly magical as we see them and magical by the way the world treats them, the people of Creation still see magic the way
we do too, as some grandiose and ineffable, mysterious cosmic force commanded by otherworldly beings to make things Not Work Quite Right. Which means when the potter or the tinsmith is whispering a little something to make the stoking fire flare its embers more brightly, obviously that's not
magic at all, but a well-guarded trick of the trade. The tinsmith is not an otherworldly being, the tin is not standing up and bending itself to shape, and making a set of dining spoons is not working any mysterious forces most people would care much to speculate on. What is seen as "Magic" is the dangerous and unpredictable, when the lit spark from flint and tinder leaps up and goes fluttering away on butterfly wings rather than burning hotter than usual. After all, it is the
nature of fire to burn, not to
fly.
Because the thing is, most people of Creation don't actively
think about living in a magical world the way we see it, or about approaching their lifestyle as something contingent on regularly dealing with mystical things. They're not working a demonic rite with green flame and screaming candles when they read a horoscope or take some time to
tell the bees about local happenings, and equally so don't consider the typical application of Thaumaturgy to be magic, or science, or anything but How This Gets Done. And it certainly does until something from outside their grasp comes and makes it Not Work As It Should, creating that ineffable Magic by simple matter of shattering their narrow viewpoint on the world around them. For a tribe of deep-sea dwellers, the diplomatic envoy swimming among them without drowning like the rest is not working magic by their sight, no matter his technical geegaws and ugly diving suit, but conforming to how life
is down there even if it makes him something of a curiosity in the attempt.
Scholars of Thaumaturgy are not quite mad scientists in labcoats running double-blind experiments on the underpinnings of reality, but closer to classical philosophers and Renaissance intellectuals attempting to cage the world inside an all-encompassing theory of absolutes using public lectures and ideological treatises rather advancing practical usage of the Arts, which is probably why it is called
The Arts to begin with.